I'm about as fucked up as a football bat right now. Cheap beer and lots of them and a few Makers Mark neat and some shots of an unknown citrone from a small bottle- I wasn't pouring and I didn't catch the label.

I love my Austrian friends I drank with but will be hating life in a few hours when it's time to go turkey hunting. Something in the bourbon or citrone is a stimulant...I can't sleep.